SEA OF SILENT DREAMS

Every night I sail

The sea of silent dreams

I bottle up my worries

Letting gentle currents

Take them where they will

Waves in rhythym

To my breathing

Blanketing the distance

To the grey horizon



My ship is soft but sturdy

Made of cloth and wood

Sheets of billowed sail

Pulling to and fro

Take me where they will

To Hamlet's hideaway

Until a sounding bell

Leads me back to port

A bottle in the sand

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"To sleep, perchance to dream" - Hamlet

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